Adoption IS A Nightmare
Want Cheese with that Whine?
Want Cheese with that Whine? That is what I felt like
saying when my birthson (Jon's) Adoptive Mother ( or
BabyNapper as I think of her ) was whining about Jon's
death. We had lunch today. She drank hers. I had him for
only a short time after I found him; she had him for years,
years she wasted running around on his adoptive father and
then finally divorcing him for a guy half her age. What a
Slut. The Sterile Cuckoo. I think G_d knows something
when he doesn't let some women get PG.